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Poetry
Am I a man, a woman, neither, both or does it change from day to day?/ I honestly don’t know/ it just goes to show/ that almost nothing's as simple as it seems. / I dream of reams and reams/ of stories/ of the glories/ from a throne, from space, from a place/ in another universe./ I want to be free with my ideas. With myself/ But I can’t get them out because I’m afraid./ What will they say?/ Will they tell me to just pick straight or gay?/ Or will I be the target of their hate? Day to day, I worry. I can’t know./ Sometimes everything just sounds like a crow/ crowing “Nevermore!/ For evermore/ You will not be sure/ who your friends are./” I know I got the bird wrong/ but this is getting long/ and I haven’t even started to begin.
For all the shit going on in my life right now, the only solace I can find is in escapism for the most part.
Then, when I least expect it, I see my face in the reflection of my screen and am reminded of how pathetic I am.
I need to get out of this living situation and just be able to be myself again. It's killing me.
Trying to follow along with MtF voice tutorials, but just quietly enough as to prevent anyone from hearing me.
